My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived-Chapter 52 - She is Not Her

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52: Chapter 52 She is Not Her

52 -52 She is Not Her

At the moment the veil dropped, everyone held their breath.

But when Chu Baihan turned around, the expressions on everyone’s faces were hard to describe.

In Yan Lin’s hand, the wine glass fell, and the anticipation in his heart vanished completely.

Because the face he saw was as beautiful as a painting, but it lacked a certain liveliness.

Most importantly, she was nothing like the painting.

She was not Chu Baihan!

“It’s not the Eighth Prince’s wife,” Yan Lian said with disappointment.

Seeing a completely unfamiliar face, Liu Shuxin almost burst into hysterical laughter.

It wasn’t Chu Baihan, right, it wasn’t Chu Baihan; she was no threat to her position now!

“Is this the cultivation of a noblewoman from Yan Country, to randomly pull at someone else’s veil?” Chu Baihan, looking at the veil on the floor, spoke sarcastically.

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Her words made the Emperor and the Empress look uncomfortable.

“Shuxin, what has gotten into you today?” The Emperor’s tone became harsher towards Liu Shuxin.

Although he favored her, Nan Baihan was, after all, the eldest princess from Nanduan Kingdom, representing a nation; how could she just randomly pull away someone else’s veil?

Very meekly, Liu Shuxin bowed her head, “Your Majesty, it was an accident by Shuxin just now, I will apologize to the Princess immediately.”

Feeling fortunate that the person in front of her wasn’t the troublesome Chu Baihan, her mood was extremely good, and she couldn’t be bothered with further disputes.

She picked up the veil from the ground and handed it to Chu Baihan.

“Princess, it was an accident by Shuxin just now, I apologize to you.”

Eyeing the veil in her hand, Chu Baihan’s lips curled into a disdainful smile.

Her voice was somber, “Just throw this veil away…

After all, this Princess finds it dirty.”

After saying this, Chu Baihan turned and went back to her own seat, leaving Liu Shuxin alone in embarrassment.

Watching the back of Chu Baihan and recalling the earlier humiliation, Liu Shuxin almost gritted her teeth into dust.

The Emperor knew they were at fault, so he gave Grand Tutor Liu a look, urging him to quickly take Liu Shuxin away.

The Empress covered her mouth and chuckled softly, “The Princess really is too modest.

I’ve been enjoying dances for many years now, but none have reached your level of skill.”

“You flatter me too much, Your Majesty,” Chu Baihan responded indifferently, her words pulling on the hostilities again.

Next, the Empress asked other ladies from the aristocratic families to perform, but no one dared to step forward.

With Chu Baihan setting such a precedent, who would dare to embarrass themselves?

“Since no one else is performing, perhaps…

Your Majesty, we should discuss some official matters,” the Empress turned her head, smiling at the Emperor.

The Emperor’s eyes flashed mysteriously, he said nonchalantly, “Indeed, the Princess is here to strengthen the bond between the two nations.

Empress and Consort Jiang, who do you think is more suitable for the Princess?”

As this was said, the great hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone’s expression turned subtle.

The smile on the Empress’s face also faded a bit.

Clearly, this was the Emperor’s test.

If answered poorly, it could arouse suspicion.

Pursing her lips, the Empress lowered her eyes, softly saying, “Marriage is about mutual desire.

I am quite fond of the Princess, but it still depends on whom she favors more among the Princes.”

Consort Jiang covered her mouth, her tone mocking, “The Empress Sister speaks sense, it depends on the Princess’s wishes, doesn’t it?

But with the Princess’s status, only the Crown Prince is truly worthy of her.”

“What does the Princess think?”

The Emperor’s probing gaze turned to where Chu Baihan was.

Chu Baihan, without her veil, appeared completely at ease, lazily reclining in her chair, sipping wine one cup after another.

The wine for her was akin to tea.

At that remark, her hand holding the wine cup paused slightly.

After a long while, she responded calmly, “Father advised me that upon arriving in Yan Country, I should primarily follow your lead, Your Majesty.

You should just arrange the marriage.”

This problem was tossed back to the Emperor.

As she sat next to Chu Baihan, Yan Lin could hear every word she spoke distinctly.

His expression deepened.

“Just arrange the marriage,” he mused.

If Father intended to marry her off to someone like the fifth Prince, would she accept it?

Did she have no thoughts about her own happiness at all?

Meanwhile, there was another long silence from the Emperor.

The atmosphere in the grand hall grew somewhat oppressive; no one dared to speak loudly or even breathe heavily.

They didn’t know whom the Emperor ultimately wished to marry her off to.

Among those present, only Chu Baihan appeared calm and unruffled, as if the person getting married wasn’t her.

After a long time, the Emperor finally said softly, “Arranging a marriage isn’t a simple matter; let’s wait for the Grand Princess to spend some time with several Princes before we discuss this again.”

So, was this matter being shelved for now?

Chu Baihan raised an eyebrow.

All this was within her expectations.

The Emperor of Yan Country was extremely suspicious, especially now that his health was failing, making him even more wary of his Princes seizing his throne.

Marrying her off to any one of them would leave him uneasy.

Under such circumstances, it was better to use her to test which Prince harbored ulterior motives.

He was really “suffering for his art”!

When the banquet ended, no marriage arrangement had been successful.

“Let’s go,” Chu Baihan said softly to Nan Xing, then stood up and walked briskly towards the exit.

In front of the palace, a carriage was already waiting for her.

It was said that the Emperor had arranged it specially for her.

“Grand Princess, the servants have been ordered by the Emperor to attend to you from now on,” said four maidservants as they bowed to Chu Baihan.

With one glance, Chu Baihan could tell they were trained personnel.

The Emperor’s intentions…

Heh, to attend to her?

More like to watch her.

She exchanged glances with Su Jingfu, who was standing at a distance.

With a serious expression, Su Jingfu silently communicated to her—after today, he would be returning to Nanduan Kingdom with the envoy, and the path ahead might be perilous, but he implored her to stay strong.

Acknowledging his goodwill, Chu Baihan smiled and nodded at him.

Her smile at the moment bore no sarcasm, no antagonism, no falsehood—just a genuine smile.

Having just stepped out of the palace, Yan Lin saw this smile.

His expression darkened instantly.

So, she could smile.